After high school came, everything seemed a little different.

Originally, there were only normal classes during the day, and I could go home after school at half past six in the afternoon.

Now it's different, the high school has one less class during the day than before, but there is an extra evening self-study in the evening.

However, this is the first day of evening self-study, and the moment I walked into the classroom, Nineteen Nian had a look of anticipation.

The evening self-study only started at seven o'clock, and the school at half past six was just getting dark.

After the beginning of autumn, the time of the day gradually shortened, and the time of the night gradually became longer, Nineteen Nian sat in the first row of seats against the wall, turning the pen left and right with one hand, and holding his head with the other hand to look thoughtfully out of the dark window, the six tall poplar trees on the playground, the leaves of which were blown by the wind and clapped their hands.

The sound of a 'salad' made her come to mind.

"What is the liger thinking?" Huo Wuwu put the water cup on the table, took out the toilet paper from his pocket and wiped the dusty tabletop.

Nineteen Nian put down the pen in her hand, she turned her head to Huo Wuwu and said, "I thought of what my mother used to say, the poplar leaves were blown by the wind, like a ghost clapping his hands......"

She didn't finish all this sentence, and in the next sentence, she grabbed her hair, and then flickered, "My mother also said that during Halloween, the poplars began to clap their hands, and the rustling sound sounded, and the ghosts walked out of the underworld with lanterns......"

"Ahem, cough, cough—" Huo Wuwu interrupted her words with a cough, "Stop!" Don't talk about it, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night. ”

"Poof!" Nineteen Nian covered his mouth and laughed, "I'm, you really believe it!" Hahaha-"

Listening to his own lion and tiger's meaningful laughter, Huo Wuwu raised his hand and waved it on her back.

She raised her hand to cover her back, and said defensively, "Oh my God! Murder pro-lion tiger. ”

Huo Wuwu raised his hand and waved it towards Nineteen Nian, thinking that her apprentice was serious, she closed her eyes in fright.

Like Nineteen Nian, before the action was finished, Huo Wuwu immediately lowered his arm, covered his mouth and snickered.

"Hahaha!" She smiled sinisterly as she said, "How about this trick of returning the body of another person in the way of others?" ”

"Huh! Woman. She sat up straight and picked up the pen thrown on the table, "Go play by yourself, write for the teacher, you can do it yourself, hum!" ”

Looking at Nineteen Nian's arrogant little eyes, Huo Wuwu wanted to laugh but didn't laugh.

She was afraid that the lion and tiger would beat her.

I don't know which student opened the teaching screen behind the blackboard and played the song with Kugou Music.

"Ugly bastard, can you please don't turn on the lights

I want love

Haunted by the dark stage

……”

The deafening song disrupted the nineteen thoughts that were buried in writing.

"What song is this?"

Nineteen Nian, who was concentrating on writing, suddenly raised his head and asked curiously.

Huo Wuwu glanced at the computer screen, ""Ugly Eight Monsters", Xue Zhiqian's song. ”

"It's good." Nineteen Nian leaned over to her, "Did you bring your phone?" I want to hear this song. ”

"Hmmm......"

Huo Wuwu held her head and snorted, she wanted to say.

Lion Tiger, your concentration is too bad, say it's good to write with heart!

As the first little apprentice in the reality of Nineteen Nian, how can he not remind his own lion tiger to write well!

So, Huo Wuwu picked up the pen that Nineteen Nian put on the table, gently tapped her head, and said calmly, "I just said that I want to focus on writing." Lion and Tiger can't be distracted because of a song, you have to concentrate in order to write a good work. ”

Nineteen's thoughts were so big that she could say that she suddenly regretted accepting this little apprentice.

After stretching......

Nineteen Nian lifted the pen: "Write, write, write!" Do what you are interested in, how can you not be careful. ”

With that, she lowered her head and concentrated on writing.

Anyway, I'm just making a show, and I'll continue to ask you for a phone later. Pick up a pen and write a word on the paper, she didn't think honestly.

"Poof!" Looking at Nineteen Nian, who was sitting next to him and writing stories honestly, Huo Wuwu couldn't cry or laugh.

Originally, I just wanted to make a joke, but I couldn't make a fuss about him, so I gave her the phone, but I didn't expect that she would work so seriously.

"It's better to be loyal than to act!" Huo Wuwu sighed.

Nineteen Nian, who was writing with his head down, sighed: "Believe it or not, I'll hit you on the head." ”

Huo Wuwu: "Lion Tiger still writes well and works hard to develop his interests." ”

Nineteen Nian lowered his head and wrote on the surface, but in fact, he gave Huo Wuwu a white eye countless times in his heart.

"Jingle jingle bell!"

The singing stifled the class bell, so that they didn't even hear the class bell ring, and went to class.

Ji Qian took a few textbooks, stood on the podium, and turned off the music playing on the big screen.

A classmate asked her, "Did you go to class?" Why didn't I hear the bell. ”

Ji Qian: "The music is so loud, can you hear the class bell?" ”

The classmates were afraid of being criticized, so they didn't speak.

Ji Qian: "Everyone is tired from military training during this time, it's okay to put on some music to relax and relax, but the sound is not too loud, I walked to the stairway and heard the sound of our class singing." ”

Seeing that no one answered, Ji Qian was a little embarrassed.

She touched her nose and proposed, "Do you want our class to organize an event by ourselves, a singing party or a singing competition?" ”

A classmate at the bottom seconded the proposal, "I'll forget about the song party, we only like to listen to songs, but we don't like to sing." ”

Ji Qian glanced at her.

I thought that if I refused so quickly, I couldn't give face?

"Vote by show of hands." Ji Qian raised his hand and took his head, "Do you have any willingness, come, the students who agree raise their hands." ”

A minute passed, and not a single student raised his hand.

"Aren't you kindergarten teachers supposed to be lively and cheerful? How do you feel like you're all shy. Ji Qian said, "Is it that I just met you, you are more angry with me, and you dare not let go of yourself." ”

"It's not. It's because we're all shy. The answer to her was still the same girl just now.

"Why are you again?" Ji Qian made a gesture to let her stand up, "It's you, please get up." ”

Suddenly named by name, she held on to the table and stood up very embarrassed.

Ji Qian smiled and asked her, "What's your name?" I see you're pretty active. ”

"Zhao Chenhuan."

Ji Qian nodded seriously and asked her to sit down.

She said, "The name is quite in line with your character, Zhao Chenhuan, remember you!" ”

Zhao Chenhuan, who sat down, looked confused.

What? What did I do to sit down like this?

Ji Qian, who was standing on the podium, lowered his head and flipped through his lesson plan.

There are also class emblems, class flags, and class mouths that are not made.

The class committee was not elected.

Ji Qian lowered her head and thought for a while, she decided to choose the class committee first,

"We started to select the class committee for this class, and we prepared for half a class."

Ji Qian picked up a piece of chalk and wrote the title "Class Committee Election Conference" on the blackboard.

After writing the topic, she wrote the position she wanted to choose under the title.

They are the squad leader, the secretary of the Youth League, the disciplinary committee, the safety officer, the study committee, the sports committee, and the literature and art committee.

After writing, Ji Qian threw the remaining half of the chalk into the chalk box, patted the chalk ash on his hand, took out his mobile phone, faced the blackboard, took a selfie and worked as a homeroom teacher for a day, feeling that life was beautiful.

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